Dumpy Murder – Part 7

A little from me: I took your advice, tried to make it as descriptive as possible, without overdoing it, hope you like it.

-Redraf

Story

Catherine smirks at the remark, watching as their suspect leave the interrogation room, turning his head towards the glass, and attempting to glimpse at the officers watching them. Grissom watches through the glass as he leaves, then enters the room. He walks in, putting on sunglasses because of the bright interrogation light.

"You really can't base suspects on that Nick." Grissom says, "You need evidence"

"I'm not looking to try him before a jury with that, but it tells us where to go, and our possible leads"

Grissom shakes his head as he disregards Nick's method, "I don't want you working from that Nick, a lot of people deny us samples, not just the guilty"

"That guy was already our top suspect, and he denied a sample…besides, he told us something else in that room… he has already been to jail"

"His record is clean," Says Catherine, "We busted him, but he got a fine, not a sentence, why would you think he'd been to jail"

"We might need to look back on his history, the term he used, screws, means cop or guard, a prison slang term. He's good at hiding it, but he's been there, but where… and when?"

"I'll put Greg on it" Says Grissom, "You two, back to the case"

Grissom leaves the room, and heads down the hall towards the lab.

"Well Cat," Says Nick, "Where do we go when we have nothing to use"

"Well, the crop circle is a new crime scene, maybe the suspect didn't clean up so well after all"

With that, Nick pulls the keys out of his pocket shakes them, and then passes the to Catherine. "I'm tried of driving, its your turn" He says, throwing the keys to Catherine.

She catches them and says, "Fine, but I call dibs on solving the case" She smirks, leaving the interrogation room abruptly.

Nick quickly lifts his black jacket from the chair and suits it around him, he then turns off the lamp and quickly moves out the door. Slipping outside the office and into his car, Catherine turns the keys and reverses out of the lot. Another car leaves the lot at about the same time. Both cars turn right onto the road, as they drive along Three other cars pulling out of a gas station. Two of the cars pulled up along the side, and one cuts them off.

Nick looks at the driver beside him, it was a hot summer day, and they wore a ski mask, he looked forward, the license plate was covered, looking from car to car, their identities we're all hidden, "Oh no…" he says. The car in front hitting the brakes, the cars from beside smashing in, and the car in the back ramming. Catherine wasn't prepared, her head hit the steering wheel and she fell unconscious. Nick unsheathed his gun, aiming at the driver to the right, but no sooner then his safety was turned off did he feel a bullet in his back. Stinging pain flowed through him. Reaching behind his back, he pulls out a dart.

"Tranquilizer," He said, only moments later he felt extreme dizziness, and he collapsed on the floor.

The sun sets, and once again rises, we hear a phone ringing, as Grissom looks at the clock, shocked at the time, he picked up the phone. "Hello"

"Grissom!" Says Greg, "You're late, your never late, that doesn't do good on my nerves, especially with the bad news I'm bringing."

"What are you talking about Greg, is everything okay"

"No, no, this is bad, Catherine and Nick didn't show up, their not at home, no ones seen them since 6 o'clock yesterday. They're missing"

Grissom hangs up the phone, dashing out to his car, he drives to the station as quickly as possible.